There is a dragon in the backyard of the palace

Xiao's body trembled, and he woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and asked in a low voice:

"Is that the old monk?"

Qinglong shook his head and said in a low voice:

"The old monk is old, and he walks with heavy feet. It is so quiet at night that he can hear it clearly from dozens of feet away. The footsteps of the man outside are light and quick, which is not easy to detect. It is obviously a young man, and he deliberately Wearing soft-soled shoes is not easy to make noise, and right now he is lying outside the door, listening to the movement in our room."

There is no one living in such a desolate temple a few miles away, and the people living nearby are all peasants. How can there be a young man in soft-soled shoes standing here listening to the wall.

With his toes, he knew that the man outside was purposely targeting them.

Xiao doesn't believe that they will be targeted by some thieves. The Zheng brothers are not small. Since they are with them, ordinary thieves will not come near them; they have no other enemies, and now there is only one answer. :

That man must have been sent by the emperor.

To be able to chase such a wilderness, that person must have been staring at them for a long time.What on earth is he going to do?Just stare?Or to assassinate?

With Qinglong by his side, Xiao didn't feel afraid.He took out the dagger from under the pillow—since Nineteen touched his dagger last time and he took it back, he kept it under the pillow when he slept at night.On the one hand, this is to avoid the recurrence of the situation like last time, and on the other hand, it can also be better on guard-although Qinglong's force is enough to deal with all threats, Xiao doesn't want to make himself look like a burden.

The dagger, which usually looks black and inconspicuous, now shows an indescribable brilliance under the moonlight, looking like a piece of ice.It also seems to know the situation at this time, and it is already impatient, wanting to drink the blood of the enemy.Xiao firmly believed that if he didn't take it out to fight at this time, but hid it in the box, it might ring in the box.

As soon as he held the dagger in his hand, the man outside quietly pushed open the door.

Ordinary spies would never dare to do this, it seems that this person is undoubtedly an assassin.

Xiao and Qinglong hugged each other and lay on the Zen bed. They didn't do anything immediately, they just wanted to wait for the assassin to approach, and then catch him in one fell swoop.It was a risky move, but well worth it.If the assassin can be captured alive, maybe he can get some information from him.Even if the assassin was a dead man who killed himself by biting a poison sac as soon as he came up, at least he could see the king's determination from it.

This plan does not require much communication, it only needs a few glances to understand.They waited for the assassin to approach, but they did not expect that the assassin was quite cautious and did not dare to approach easily.Just watching from a distance, it seems that they want to see if the two of them are asleep.

Xiao didn't dare to move at all, but he was a little nervous, and his breathing became disordered.The assassin stood by the door for a while, then turned around quickly, flew out of the room and disappeared.

Xiao hurriedly got up and chased after him, but when he reached the door, he didn't see a single figure, only the moonlight outside.

Qinglong lazily walked over from behind, and put a coat on Xiao:

"Stop chasing, he's gone."

Xiao sighed with some regret:

"I was hoping to catch him and ask him for information."

Qinglong laughed:

"There is nothing to ask, the emperor's thoughts will not change. As long as you live, the thorn in his heart will never disappear. As long as he can find your trace, he will keep sending people Pursue. So you don't have to worry, the assassin will definitely come back."

Xiao sighed:

"When he was not the emperor, we all studied together. He is the prince and my respected cousin. Who would have thought that one day we would end up in such a life-and-death situation."

Qinglong shook his head:

"Since he became the emperor, he is no longer the cousin you are familiar with. He already regards you as an enemy, and he will only feel at ease when you die. If he finds capable people, he may have to Capture me and send me back to the capital to prove that he is indeed the proud son of heaven. Emperors from ancient times to the present are generally like this, and your cousin is no different."

Xiao sighed again:

"It's a pity that when I escaped from the capital, I thought the dragon-binding rope was too heavy, so I didn't bring it with me. This time it must have fallen into his hands."

Qinglong looked at him and smiled:

"You don't need to worry about that. Do you think the dragon-binding rope is so easy to use? I said it last time, and that thing doesn't work for me anymore."

Xiao Xiao felt relieved when he heard him say that.The two closed the door and went back to lie down, but Ke Xiao couldn't fall asleep anymore.

He stayed with his eyes open for half the night, but the assassin didn't appear again.

The next morning, Xiao got up to freshen up, looked at himself in the mirror, only to see that his face was pale, and his eyes were black, and he knew it was because he didn't sleep well last night.Thinking of what associations would arise if the Zheng brothers saw this appearance, they could only smile wryly.

It doesn't matter if Qinglong sleeps a moment longer or less. The Zheng brothers usually don't sleep very deeply because of their usual habits. When they heard Xiao get up, everyone got up.The old monks in the temple usually donated two to three hundred qian from farmers in the nearby villages. It was rare to meet a benefactor, and he was especially flattering, so he prepared plain noodles for them early.

There are mountain delicacies such as wood ear mushrooms in the noodles, and the taste is quite delicious.The four sat at the same table, chatting casually while eating.Xiao's pair of dark circles were shining brightly, and the Zheng brothers across the way looked at it, each thinking in their hearts.

Nineteen was innocent and straightforward, with a quick mouth, and asked:

"What were you guys messing around with last night? There was no movement until the second half of the night."

As soon as he finished speaking, his elder brother slapped him on the head:

"Eating can't stop your mouth."

Nineteen took a slap from his elder brother, although he was a bit puzzled, he stopped talking and went to eat his noodles.

When Xiao heard this, he knew that the two brothers had heard what happened to them last night.It's fine that Nineteen is ignorant, but that Seventeen already knows it clearly.When he thought of this, his face turned red.

At the moment Qinglong is eating plain noodles slowly, with no expression on his face.He usually likes to eat meat, and he can eat up a table of meat in an instant.At this time, he was not interested in eating vegetarian noodles, and just put them into his mouth one by one.Hearing what they said, he swallowed the noodles in his mouth, raised his head and said:

"There was nothing else going on last night, but an assassin came."

The brothers of the Zheng family didn't know about this, so they were taken aback, Qiqi asked:

"An assassin is here? What kind of person is it? Are you injured?"

Qinglong shook his head:

"Nothing serious, just a young assassin. We were going to catch him when he got close, but we let him get away."

Talking about the assassin now, he changed the topic that was neither embarrassing nor embarrassing before.The Zheng brothers chattered about several well-known assassin organizations in Jianghu. After hearing the behavior of these organizations, Xiao always felt that they were not quite like the person last night.

Speaking of which, although Xiao only glanced at that person, he always felt that there was a little familiar feeling in that person's gait, as if he had seen this person somewhere before.

Maybe he was the emperor's bodyguard. When the emperor was the crown prince, the bodyguards around him were only those few people, and Xiao could call them by name.Xiao felt indescribably sad when he thought that his old friend was now the assassin who wanted to assassinate him.

But he didn't express his sadness, he just hid it in his heart.But his expression showed a bit of sadness, Qinglong patted his shoulder:

"Don't be sad, I'm here."

Qinglong didn't say anything more, but it was very useful, Xiao nodded, forgetting about the weird assassin last night.

They set off after eating plain noodles, and Shi Qi gave the old monk a tael of silver. The old monk was quite moved and sent them far away.

When Zheng Shiqi heard about the assassin, he thought about it secretly in his heart and didn't care about other things.Zheng Shijiu was also too busy arguing to Xiao about the Ren Xia stories he had heard, and had no time to pay attention to other things.Only Qinglong has a clear mind and doesn't care about those things, only thinking about their original purpose.It's also a coincidence, during their stay here, they did find out some news about the gods.It is said that more than half a year ago, two immortals, one old and one young, passed by here and gave immortal medicine to the villagers.

When Xiao heard the news, he felt very excited. He asked the villagers about the descriptions of the two men, and they were indeed similar to Mr. Ren and Mr. Gu.The villagers said that the two men were going to the northwest at that time, and when they heard this, they also turned.

They traveled northwestward for six or seven days, and no matter where they lived, one person was always on duty at night.When I usually walk on the road, I often pay attention to the pedestrians on the front and back roads.However, whether it was day or night, the assassin never appeared again.

Xiao was a little skeptical, whether that person would not come back after the initial failed assassination, and they would wait for a while before sending another person.He told Qinglong about this idea, and Qinglong shook his head:

"No, maybe the other party just thinks that there is no chance to attack, let's wait."

It just so happened that it was Xiao's turn to be on guard that night. He had been messing around with Qinglong the night before, and now he was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting.Thinking so, he put the dagger in his hand on the ground and rubbed his face with his hands.

After rubbing his face, he felt a little refreshed, but he didn't open his eyes, he just closed his eyes and touched the dagger he put on the ground just now. The dagger was obviously only placed next to him. Did not touch.

He opened his eyes, but the dagger was no longer on the ground - the moonlight-like bright blade was already on his neck.

That person is here.